Little Feet in Little’s Shoes

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On Sunday I drove to our Bethany’s to spend a few days with her and her family while Ray “holds down the fort” in Gainesboro. Every moment has been precious. Gregory treats me like a good friend–that is precious in a son-in-law. Our precious Bethany and I are finding time each day for one of our many together-time favorites–a British mini-series based on a Dickens novel. This one is eight hours.

And precious twenty-month-old Eva . . . what can I say? She is a joy a second!

We have read so many books. My Bible Book, a “Rand-McNally Religious Book” published in 1946 is a favorite. She especially likes to point to the dog and the flowers. When I asked her where the girl was, she pointed first to herself and then to me. I still feel like a girl inside. I think we always do.

We have also read Seven Little Postmen by Margaret Wise Brown and Edith Thacher Hurd over and over again. At the beginning, a little boy writes a letter with a special secret surprise to his grandmother and seals it with red sealing wax. Then seven little postmen work to get the letter to his grandmother who lives far away in the country. In this Little Golden Book Classic, first published in 1952, children learn how the U.S. postal system worked back then. It is fascinating . . . well, to me, at least. I always liked when Mr. Rogers showed us Picture, Picture.

At the end we learn that the little boy’s grandmother feels lonely sometimes. The secret is that he is coming to visit her on Saturday. Now there’s a special story for little Eva and her Little (as I have mentioned before, Little is my grandma name).

When I arrived, I carried my travel things into Eva’s room. It didn’t take me long to shed my shoes and it didn’t take Eva long to find them. Eva and I had been in her room together and I had gone out briefly. When I returned, there she stood in Little’s shoes.

I brought two pairs. She tries one pair for a while and later the other. I also brought my big laptop bag which she thinks is a purse and a small shoulder bag. Now when she wears my shoes, she chooses one of the bags, puts it around her neck like a necklace, and walks around the house, looking quite the little lady.

It’s a wonderful thing having Eva walk in my shoes–and a sobering one. I was once a little girl and now it is time for me to be an example for two generations. I pray that someday someone can say something like this about each of our grandchildren.

For I am mindful of the sincere faith within you,
which first dwelt in your grandmother Lois
and your mother Eunice,
and I am sure that it is in you as well.
2 Timothy 1:5

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